I love you. I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Please listen to the song. I love you, I love you, I love you I love you, I love… Continue reading
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One gift of kindness can lead to miracles.
One gift of kindness can create a movement of love that can lead to wave of hope and love. Heal/not kill. Forgive/don’t hold regret. Love/ don’t know hate This… Continue reading
Reflections
Reflections A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words have great power. Use them well. Reflection Writers and Poets write reflections like a painter uses his gentle strokes to create permanent images of lingering… Continue reading
Do we care?
Do we care? (A old poem. Today kids are being killed. 51 million on welfare. How many people are desperate? Spend less on war and more on create jobs. This story made me… Continue reading
Part three. New York city. “The Chelsea Hotel”
The Chelsea Hotel A Chapter by Coyote Poetry The third chapter. I hope you enjoy. The Chelsea Hotel We were served the Lombardi’s pizza. We chose the deep-dish pizza. Recommended by the… Continue reading
“Existence of love”
Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading
Strangers, trains and planes
Strangers, trains and planes A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some people can’t be held down. Freedom is too valuable. Strangers, trains and planes She called my from Paris. She whispered I will be… Continue reading
“Some days can be perfect”
Some days can be perfect A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is like the sea. We can be as powerful as a Winter storm or quiet as the smooth dance of the morning… Continue reading
“Sacred places and sweet dreams.”
Sacred places and sweet dreams A Poem by Coyote Poetry Memories are like good red wine. Become more valuable with time and separation. Sacred places and sweet dreams She traced my skin… Continue reading
“My Winter love”
My Winter love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Cold days seem to bring people closer. My winter love. I whispered your sweet name. My sweet dreams bring your beautiful face to my memory.… Continue reading